"Papa who wakes up in the Dark"

Have you ever had to deal with the death of a loved one? Unfortunately I had to deal with the harsh feeling. Well all my life I had never seen my dad cry. But one day I came from school and out nowhere I heard my brother cry. So I went to see him, and he told me, “Joana my grandpa died” I felt a sudden feeling. I just couldn’t believe it! And I wondered how my dad would react when he heard the news that his father died and in a horrific way, which was a car accident. Well about an hour and a half passed and I saw my dad’s truck come through the drive way. Then he got out, walked towards the house. Out of nowhere he comes rushing in crying and yelling onto my mom’s arms. I could tell from my dad’s cries that he really was suffering from the loss of his dad. I could really relate to my dad because I would not bear the feeling of my dad being DEAD. After that my dad made the ticket to go to Mexico on the quick. It was about 12 in the morning. I knew that it was going to be a long and sad day at the funeral. In 4 hours we were there. All I saw when we passed through the gate was a lot of trucks and of course the long brown casket in the middle of the yard. There were beautiful flowers all around it. And the big cross by the head of the casket. I remember I just came out of the truck I was in and ran to see my grandma. But I stopped to hug others. I saw my best friend Karla there she ran to me hugged me and whispered in my ear, “Ya se nos fue! Joana tu abuelito ya se nos fue!” I could not take the pain! I saw my dad running and crying like a little kid to my grandparent’s room; where my grandma was sitting and sobbing and yelling out to god that why didn’t he take her instead of him. I couldn’t take it. I felt so ashamed that I didn’t have the same feelings that I knew I had to have. After I had my time to cry and console my grandma I went outside because I wanted to see my grandpa. So I walk slowly towards the casket, and all of a sudden I felt scared. I slowly reach out to see inside the casket. And there lay my abuelito. He looked so peaceful. I noticed he had scratches in his face and that he had a bloated face. I also saw that he was missing an ear. “It got chopped of when he fell out of the window”. After that I just left and sat down. . I now that this feeling will never go away. It takes time to get used to the fact that you are not going to see and be around that person any more. All you need to think about is that they are in a better place now. And that god took him them away from us for a good reason. =*[


By: Joana Rivera! :]]